Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sunsets and Hearts to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deakin,
The Offenders,
Eurythmics,
The Birthday Party,
Cymande,
Shoche,
the Human League,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fortunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fatback Band,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Monolake,
Stiv Bators,
Infiniti,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
The Evens,
The Gories,
It's A Beautiful Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Colin Newman,
Wire,
the Bar-Kays,
Liliput,
Scott Walker,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Little Man,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Chris Corsano,
In Retrospect,
Isaac Hayes,
Alphaville,
Half Japanese,
Jimmy McGriff,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Thee Headcoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Terry,
The Vogues,
Ponytail,
Ronnie Foster,
The Names,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Duran Duran,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.